Kyle replied and told me that his mom would drive him in a few minutes. I told him he could just stay a few nights because I didn't think my dad would care. My mom doesn't at least.
"Hey Dad, since Kyle's coming from so far can he stay a few nights?" I asked using my puppy dog eyes.
"Hell no. No boys, unless they are your brothers friends are sleeping here."
"But Mom let's Kyle and Kevin spend the night all the time, even ask her."
"I don't care. When you're under my roof, my rules."
"But Dad, we don't do anything. All we do is cuddle. Didn't you when you were 14?"
"I didn't have any girls sleepover. My mom wouldn't let me, and believe me, I tried."
"Please."
"No."
"What if he sleeps on my floor, or even the couch?"
"No. Now stop asking."
"Fine. Then we'll stay at Mom's."
"You're mine for the rest of the week, remember?"
"It's not court official. I can go wherever I please."
"I am your father and you will listen to me."
"Fuck off."
I went upstairs to my room and locked the door. I started packing, ignoring him yelling through the door fot me to unlock it. Kyle texted my saying he would be here in a few minutes, so I grabbed my bag and threw it out the window. I carefully climbed down until I was on the side of the house. I saw Kyle drive up and I got in telling his mom the address to my mom's house and if she could drive us there.
We arrived and Kyle's mom left as soon as we were out of the car. I went straight in, since it was my house, and surprise, surprise. No Mom. She was probably still at work which ment, as long as we were quiet the small hours she was home, were good.
We ended up staying there for 2 days then Kyle had to leave and that ment I had to go back. I honestly didn't want to go back, but I left some of my stuff there. I walked the 8 blocks and walked stright in with an empty duffel bag. My dad started yelling at me right away.
"DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I'VE BEEN? I THOUGHT YOU COULD'VE DIED!"
"Dad, I can take care of myself."
"No, You're 14! You're grounded! For the next two weeks you're here, you are not allowed to leave the house for anything."
"Whatever. I'm leaving to go back to Mom's tomorrow anyways."
"God, I can't believe you would just run off like that? What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"I don't know. Maybe it was that I didn't have a father growing up! I HATE YOU!"
I went upstairs to pack the rest of my things and just sleep.